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NEXUS phase - a being virtually identical to a human - known as a Replicant. The NEXUS 6
Replicants were superior in strength and agility, and at least equal in intelligence, to the genetic
engineers who created them. Replicants were used Off-World as slave labor, in the hazardous
exploration and colonization of other planets. After a bloody mutiny by a NEXUS 6 combat team in
an Off-World colony, Replicants were declared illegal on earth - under penalty of death. Special
police squads - BLADE RUNNER UNITS - had orders to shoot to kill, upon detection, any
trespassing Replicant This was not called execution. It was called retirement.
LOS ANGELES
NOVEMBER, 2019
Intercom: Next subject, Kowalski, Leon, engineer, waste disposal, file section, new employees, six
days.
[knock on door]
Holden: Come in. Sit down.
Leon: Care if I talk? I'm kind of nervous when I take tests.
Holden: Uh, just please don't move.
Leon: Oh, sorry. I already had an IQ test this year, I don't think I've ever had one of these-
Holden: Reaction time is a factor in this, so please pay attention. Now, answer as quickly as you
can.
Leon: Sure.
Holden: One-one-eight-seven at Unterwasser.
Leon: That's the hotel.
Holden: What?
Leon: Where I live.
Holden: Nice place?
Leon: Yeah, sure I guess-- that part of the test?
Holden: No, just warming you up, that's all.
Leon: Oh. It's not fancy or anything.
Holden: You're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all of the sudden-
Leon: Is this the test now?
Holden: Yes. You're in a desert walking along in the sand when all of the sudden you look down-
Leon: What one?
Holden: What?
Leon: What desert?
Holden: It doesn't make any difference what desert, it's completely hypothetical.
Leon: But how come I'd be there?
Holden: Maybe you're fed up, maybe you want to be by yourself, who knows? You look down and
you see a tortoise, Leon, it's crawling towards you-
Leon: Tortoise, what's that?
Holden: Know what a turtle is?
Leon: Of course.
Holden: Same thing.
Leon: I've never seen a turtle -- But I understand what you mean.
Holden: You reach down, you flip the tortoise over on its back Leon.
Leon: Do you make up these questions, Mr. Holden, or do they write them down for you?
Holden: The tortoise lays on its back, its belly baking in the hot sun beating its legs trying to turn
itself over but it can't, not without your help, but you're not helping.
Leon: What do you mean I'm not helping?
Holden: I mean, you're not helping. Why is that Leon? -- They're just questions, Leon. In answer to
your query, they're written down for me. It's a test, designed to provoke an emotional
response. -- Shall we continue? Describe in single words, only the good things that come in
to your mind about... your mother.
Leon: My mother?
Holden: Yeah.
Leon: Let me tell you about my mother...
[Leon shoots Holden]
video:
Holden: So you look down you see a tortoise. It's crawling towards you.
Leon: Tortoise, what's that?
Holden: Know what a turtle is?
Leon: Of course.
Holden: Same thing.
Leon: I've never seen a turtle.
Deckard: Well I don't get it. What do they risk coming back to earth for? That's unusual. Why--
what do they want out of the Tyrell Corporation?
Bryant: Well you tell me pal, that's what you're here for.
Deckard: [funny look]. [pause] What's this?
Bryant: Nexus 6. Roy Batty. Incept date 2016. Combat model. Optimum self-sufficiency.
Probably the leader. This is Zhora. She's trained for an off-world kick-murder squad. Talk
about beauty and the beast, she's both. The fourth skin job is Pris. A basic pleasure model.
The standard item for military clubs in the outer colonies. They were designed to copy
human beings in every way except their emotions. The designers reckoned that after a
few years they might develop their own emotional responses. You know, hate, love, fear,
anger, envy. So they built in a fail-safe device.
Deckard: Which is what?
Bryant: Four year life span.
Bryant: Now there's a Nexus 6 over at the Tyrell Corporation. I want you to go put the machine
on it.
Deckard: And if the machine doesn't work?
[Deckard flies to the enormous Tyrell building]
Deckard I'd quit because I'd had a belly full of killing. But then I'd rather be a killer than a victim.
: And that's exactly what Bryant's threat about little people meant. So I hooked in once
more, thinking that if I couldn't take it, I'd split later. I didn't have to worry about Gaff.
He was brown-nosing for a promotion, so he didn't want me back anyway.
[inside the Tyrell building]
Rachael: Do you like our owl?
Deckard: It's artificial?
Rachael: Of course it is.
Deckard: Must be expensive.
Rachael: Very. I'm Rachael.
Deckard: Deckard.
Rachael: It seems you feel our work is not a benefit to the public.
Deckard: Replicants are like any other machine. They're either a benefit or a hazard. If they're a
benefit, it's not my problem.
Rachael: May I ask you a personal question?
Deckard: Sure.
Rachael: Have you ever retired a human by mistake?
Deckard: No.
Rachael: But in your position that is a risk?
Tyrell: Is this to be an empathy test? Capillary dilation of the so-called blush response?
Fluctuation of the pupil? Involuntary dilation of the iris?
Deckard: We call it Voight-Kampff for short.
Rachael: Mr. Deckard, Dr. Eldon Tyrell.
Tyrell: Demonstrate it. I want to see it work.
Deckard: Where's the subject?
Tyrell: I want to see it work on a person. I want to see a negative before I provide you with a
positive.
Deckard: What's that going to prove?
Tyrell: Indulge me.
Deckard: On you?
Tyrell: Try her.
Deckard: It's too bright in here.
[the window changes shade, letting less light in]
Rachael: Do you mind if I smoke?
Deckard: It won't affect the test. All right, I'm going to ask you a series of questions. Just relax and
answer them as simply as you can. -- It's your birthday. Someone gives you a calfskin
wallet.
Rachael: I wouldn't accept it. Also, I'd report the person who gave it to me to the police.
Deckard: You've got a little boy. He shows you his butterfly collection plus the killing jar.
Rachael: I'd take him to the doctor.
Deckard: You're watching television. Suddenly you realize there's a wasp crawling on your arm.
Rachael: I'd kill it.
Deckard: You're reading a magazine. You come across a fullpage nude photo of a girl.
Rachael: Is this testing whether I'm a replicant or a lesbian, Mr. Deckard?
Deckard: Just answer the questions, please -- You show it to your husband. He likes it so much he
hangs it on your bedroom wall.
(Deckard: ...bush outside your window...)
Rachael: I wouldn't let him.
(Deckard : ...orange body, green legs...)
Deckard: Why not?
Rachael: I should be enough for him.
[audio fades out and in, time passes.]
Deckard: One more question. You're watching a stage play. A banquet is in progress. The guests
are enjoying an appetizer of raw oysters. The entree consists of boiled dog.
Tyrell: Would you step out for a few moments, Rachael -- Thank you.
Deckard: She's a replicant, isn't she?
Tyrell: I'm impressed. How many questions does it usually take to spot them?
Deckard: I don't get it Tyrell.
Tyrell: How many questions?
Deckard: Twenty, thirty, cross-referenced.
Tyrell: It took more than a hundred for Rachael, didn't it?
Deckard: She doesn't know?!
Tyrell: She's beginning to suspect, I think.
Deckard: Suspect? How can it not know what it is?
Tyrell: Commerce, is our goal here at Tyrell. More human than human is our motto. Rachael is
an experiment, nothing more. We began to recognize in them strange obsession. After all
they are emotional inexperienced with only a few years in which to store up the
experiences which you and I take for granted. If we gift them the past we create a cushion
or pillow for their emotions and consequently we can control them better.
Deckard: Memories. You're talking about memories.
[Deckard and Gaff drive to Leon's apartment in spinner, watching Leon's video.]
video:
Holden : Reaction time is a factor in this, so please pay attention. Now, answer as quickly as you
can.
Leon: Sure.
Holden: One-one-eight-seven at Unterwasser.
Leon: Yeah, That's the hotel.
Holden: What?
Leon: Where I live.
Holden: Nice place?
Leon: Yeah, sure I guess--that part of the test?
Holden: No--
[Deckard and Gaff inspect the apartment. Deckard finds a scale in the bathtub and some family
photos. Gaff watches quietly, folding an origami statue of a man with an erection.]
Deckard: I didn't know whether Leon gave Holden a legit address. But it was the only lead I had,
so I checked it out -- Whatever was in the bathtub was not human. Replicants don't have
scales. And family photos? Replicants didn't have families either.
[Leon meets Roy outside of phonebooth]
Roy: Time enough -- Did you get your precious photos?
Leon: (shakes his head no.) Someone was there.
Roy: Man?
Leon: (nods yes)
Roy: Policeman?
[Roy and Leon enter Chew's laboratory]
Chew: (mumbles to himself in Chinese -- screams when hoses are pulled by Roy)
Roy: Fiery the angels fell. Deep thunder rolled around their shores, burning with the fires of Orc.
Chew: (Chinese). You not come here. Illegal -- Hey. Hey. (Chinese) Cold! Those are my eyes!
Freezing!
Roy: Yes, questions.
[Deckard, on balcony.]
Deckard: Tyrell really did a job on Rachael. Right down to a snapshot of a mother she never had, a
daughter she never was. Replicants weren't supposed to have feelings. Neither were
Blade Runners. What the hell was happening to me? Leon's pictures had to be as phony
as Rachael's. I didn't know why a replicant would collect photos. Maybe they were like
Rachael. They needed memories.
[Outside J. F. Sebastians's apartment building. Pris covers herself in trash pile.]
[Deckard's apartment]
Deckard: Shakes? Me too.
Rachael: What?
Deckard: I get 'em bad. It's part of the business.
Rachael: I'm not in the business. -- I am the business.
[voices...]
Bryant: Body identified with Tyrell a twenty-five year old male caucasian named Sebastian. J. F.
Sebastian. Address Bradbury apartments, ninth sector. NM46751. I want you to go down
there---
Cop: This sector's closed to ground traffic. What are you doing here?
Deckard: I'm working. What are you doing?
Cop: Arresting you. That's what I'm doing.
Deckard: I'm Deckard. Blade Runner. Two sixty three-fifty four. I'm filed and monitored
Cop: Hold on. Checking. -- Okay, checked and cleared. Have a better one.
[Deckard calls Sebastian's apartment.]
Pris: Hello?
Deckard: Hi, is J. F. there?
Pris: Who is it?
Deckard: This is Eddie. An old friend of J. F.'s.
[Pris hangs up.]
Deckard: Ooh. That's no way to treat a friend.
[Deckard enters Sebastian's apartment.]
Toys: Home again, home again, jiggity jig. Good evening J. F.
Toy 1: Oooh!
[Lots o' background noise from the toys... Deckard searches... He takes off Pris's veil. Pris
attacks, crushing his heard between her legs. Deckard shoots Pris... again... again. Roy arrives.
Deckard fires, but misses.]
Roy: Not very sporting to fire on an unarmed opponent. I thought you were supposed to be good.
Aren't you the good man? Come on Deckard. Show me what you're made of.
[Roy breaks through wall.]
Roy: Proud of yourself, little man? This is for Zhora.
Deckard: Arrggh.
Roy: This is for Pris.
Deckard: Arrgghh.
Roy: Come on, Deckard, I'm right here, but you've got to shoot straight.
[Deckard fires again.]
Roy: Straight doesn't seem to be good enough. Now it's my turn. I'm gonna give you a few
seconds before I come. One, Two. Three, Four. -- Pris...
Deckard: Arrghhh.
[Chase starts... Roy begins howling.]
Roy: (singing) I'm coming. -- Four, five. How to stay alive. -- I can see you! -- (grasping hand) Not
yet. Not...
[Roy puts spike through hand and screams.]
Roy: Deckard-- Yes...
[Roy puts head through wall.]
Roy: You better get it up, or I'm gonna have to kill ya! Unless you're alive, you can't play, and if
you don't play... Six, seven. Go to hell, go to heaven.
[Fight, Deckard hits Roy with pipe.]
Roy: Good, that's the spirit.
Roy: That hurt. That was irrational. Not to mention, unsportsman-like. Ha ha ha. Where are you
going?
[Deckard does some amazing climbing, then jumps to next building. Roy follows, holding a white
pigeon.]
Roy: Quite an experience to live in fear, isn't it? That's what it is to be a slave.
[Deckard spits at Roy as he falls; Roy catches him with one hand.]
Roy: I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I
watched C-beams glitter in the darkness at Tannhäuser Gate. All those moments will be lost in
time like tears in rain. Time to die.
[Bird flies off...]
Deckard : I don't know why he saved my life. Maybe in those last moments he loved life more than
he ever had before. Not just his life, anybody's life, my life. All he'd wanted were the
same answers the rest of us want. Where did I come from? Where am I going? How long
have I got? All I could do was sit there and watch him die.
Gaff: You've done a man's job, sir. I guess you're through, huh?
Deckard: Finished.
Gaff: It's too bad she won't live. But then again, who does?
Deckard: Rachael? Rachael? Rachael?
[Deckard uncovers Rachael.]
Deckard: Do you love me?
Rachael: I love you.
Deckard: Do you trust me?
Rachael: I trust you.
Deckard: Rachael?
[Deckard picks up paper unicorn.]
Gaff's It's too bad she won't live. But then again, who does?
voice:
Deckard : Gaff had been there, and let her live. Four years, he figured. He was wrong. Tyrell had
told me Rachael was special: no termination date. I didn't know how long we had
together. Who does?